I Know You're Different From Me, But Now I Just Can See
Your Face Changin' Like The Colour Of The Tea
Escapin' From Reality Was The Same Purpose
But Now You're Livin' With A Foot In The Grave

I Know You're Different From Me, But Now I Just Can See
Your Face Changin' Like The Colour Of The Tea
Escapin' From Reality Was The Same Purpose
But Now You're Livin' With A Foot In The Grave

Through The End Of Time You Can't Get Away
Through The End Of Time Feelin' Passion Flames
Through The End Of Life Wastin' All Your Chances
Take Back Your Lies, You've Got No More Fish To Fry !

The Swing Is Flickering In Memories Like A Dark Cloak
When Trees And Comets Were Simple Linear Figures
And The Always Alight Lamp Made You Forget The Dreads
But You're A Man With A Foot In The Grave !

You're Through The End Of Time !
You Can't Get Away !
Through The End Of Time With A Foot In The Grave !

Get Outta Control... Utopia... Collect Yourself !
All This Is Nothin' But Madness Of Thoughts Lost To Themselves

You're Through The End Of Time, You Can't Get Away...
Can't Get Away
Take Back Your Lies, You've Got No More Fish To Fry...
Fish To Fry !

I Know You're Different From Me And Now I Have Just Seen
Your Face Is Changed Like The Colour Of The Tea
Escapin' Reality Was The Same Purpose
And Now You're Dyin' With A Foot In The Grave